Hoa Binh and Mai Chau, 10/19
We drove over the dam, and said hello to Uncle Ho. Here Tom shakes hands, and below Molly and Carley show how it is done.
You can see how big the statue is with Jill and Molly standing by one foot. This is the second largest statue of Ho Chi Minh in Vietnam. The largest is in his home town.
After lunch in Hoa Binh we made it to Mai Chau about 3:00. This is an area inhabited by the White Thai ethnic group. Because of its remote location in a mountain valley, it was spared the deprivation of either war. After checking into our home-stay, shown above, we had about three hours to explore the area. The stilt houses are typical of the minority hill tribes. The stilts originally protected them from an assortment of wild animals, including tigers. Unlike the permanent stairs of today, they would pull up their ladder each night. The stilts still give protection against things such as snakes, but the area underneath is also used to enclose livestock, or in the case of Mai Chau, to have shops selling wooven products. Some houses still have the thatched roofs made from palm fronds, while others are switching to clay tiles.
In his wanders, Andrew met a new friend, Cliff Oxley, a young water buffalo.
Friendly animals were the norm of the day,
as were negotiations over woven and embroidered items.
The lady in the two pictures above had a loom set up under her house and was producing the items she sold right there. You can get a hand woven scarf or runner for a fraction of the price you would pay in the states.
While the students were figuring out what they wanted to buy, the family water buffalo ambled home and flopped down in the front yard puddle. When water buffalo are not being used in the fields, they are often let loose to roam during the day. They know where food awaits them in the evening. I have yet to run across one that was aggressive.
The students got to participate also.
Later in the evening the room where the dances were held was changed into a bedroom for about two thirds of the students. Mats were put on the floor, and mosquito netting was hung from cables supported above head level.
When we arrived it was hazy, even though they weren't burning the remnants of the last rice crop. In the morning it was both foggy and hazy, so we didn't see the full grandeur of the mountains. However, the fog in the morning did add a sort of surreal tone to the scene. This is looking out the front of our home-stay.
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